Chapter 14
In the morning, Lily woke up in her bed, with James lying on the floor with a blanket.
She smiled to herself, happy that she had such a loyal guy that was so devoted to her.
"Lily you're always up so late." Said Kay, who walked passed her.
"Yea. We're always like, up and dressed and ready to go by the time you wake up!" Agreed Raye.
"Well sorry." Said Lily sarcastically, "I happen to like my sleep."
The other girls just shook their heads and headed out.
"Oh yea. And he better have been on the floor the whole time." Said Kay, nodding to the still sleeping James.
When they left and Lily got dressed, Sirius, Remus, and Peter burst in the room.
"Wake up call for James!" announced Sirius.
"What are you talking about?" said Lily.
"He needs a real wake up call. No soft nudge to wake this boy up. No sirrie."
Lily was confused. She knelt down next to James and nudged him.
"James," She said in a sweet voice, "Wake up."
Much to Sirius' and the other's surprise, James turned over and opened his eyes.
"Good morning honey."
Remus smirked. "You know I read somewhere that if there is someone that is real hard to wake up, and some person of the opposite gender comes along and is able to wake him/her up easily, that they are destined for each other."
Lily looked at him.
"You know I wouldn't mind that destined part, but the rest, Rose, was total bull."
The boys chuckled and left the room.
"You wouldn't mind the destined part?" questioned James; raising his eyebrows.
"Not at all." answered Lily.
James sat up and kissed her.
"Me neither."
James got up, (he was fully dressed), and frowned.
"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" he asked.
"I have no choice Prongs, I have to go or else people will think that something happened to me." Replied Lily.
"Something DID happen to you Tails; you have a big excuse."
Lily shook her head and started to the door.
"Let's go."
She held out her hand.
James took it warmly.
"It's all going to be fine." He whispered in her ear, and they went out and down to the Great Hall for breakfast to start the day.
At the Great Hall, the two walked in hand in hand and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Breakfast was served, and they ate up.
Lily kept glancing over across the room to the Slytherin table. Snape was there chatting away with his friends like nothing ever happened besides the fact that he glanced over at Lily once and flashed her a devilish smile.
Lily shivered.
"Are you okay?" whispered James.
Lily nodded.
James sent a sharp look over in Sanpe's direction. Snape gulped and looked back at his other friends.
When the five friends were on their way to their first class, they were whispering about that night.
"We can't let you go by yourself!" whispered Peter.
"Guys, think about this." Said Remus, "I've done it before you guys found out, so it'll be fine. And plus. I can't go anywhere with you, because it's going to be extra bad tonight."
The others relented reluctantly. They wouldn't go with Remus tonight.
Sirius then got a brilliant idea! At least he thought so.
The classes went well for Lily. At least… as well as could be expected.
The first one was Potions.
The professor was a kindly old Gryffindor witch who knew potions very well, and seemed to have a soft spot for Lily. Her name was Chloe Driskill.
When Lily glanced over at Snape, he looked back and mouthed "Mudblood".
Lily slipped in shock, and dumped in a little more dragonroot than she meant to, so the potion made a little explosion and a cloud erupted above the cauldron.
James and Professor Driskill looked over, as well as the rest of the class.
"You seem to have a full mind today Lily." Said the professor, "Maybe you should sit out today and just watch one of your classmates." Suggested the professor.
Lily cleaned up her station, and went over to sit by James.
"What did he do to you?" asked James.
"How do you know that he did something?" asked Lily.
"Tails, you wouldn't make an explosion in potions unless something bad happened."
"Nothing happened." Denied Lily.
"Of course something happened; tell me Lily." James persisted.
"He called me a mudblood." She mumbled.
James felt himself grow red. Nobody calls his girlfriend a mudblood and gets away with it! In fact, it is not a thing for anyone to say.
Lily put her hand on his shoulder.
"Relax."
Next, was Divination.
That professor was a rather new witch named Tulip Wolfox.
The fifth year Gryffindors were again pared with the fifth year Slytherins.
"Today class," said the professor, "We shall practice tealeaf reading."
A few of the students groaned. As to say that they didn't have the gift, and weren't that good at it. Lily was one of those few.
The professor went on talking.
"Now you will need to pair up with a partner," she explained again for the millionth time of how the tealeaves worked.
"Move it Sally." Said Lily as she pushed Sirius out of a seat next to James and sat in it herself.
"Sheesh Lance," joked Sirius, "I can take a hint."
He turned around and looked for Raye, but not before glancing at Lily and James and showing them a good view of his tongue. (To explain it to you of simple vocabulary, he stuck his tongue out at them).
"This stuff makes no sense Jamie." Pouted Lily, "I do not see how all this mumbo jumbo tea grit means anything."
"Me neither Lance," James replied, (AN: Sorry for all these interruptions, but I just wanted to tell you that I think it weird of James to call his girlfriend a boy name, Lance. But, they did agree to the names so... oh well!), "but it just does."
James shoved their teacup in front of Lily.
"Now just look in and tell me what you see."
Lily looked in.
"I see a bunch of tealeaf grit."
"Come on Lily; look closer." Prodded James.
Lily concentrated.
Vaguely, the small form of a raindrop was seen in the cup, or was it a tear drop?
"I think I see a raindrop." She told James.
Professor Wolfox came over.
"Ah. That is where you are wrong." She stated." You can only know or not know. There is no in-between. Do you or do you not see a raindrop in your cup?"
Lily glanced at James and rolled her eyes.
"I see a raindrop in my cup Professor. Either that or a teardrop."
And do you know what it means?" inquired the professor.
"I'm not sure."
"Mr. Potter? Do you know what it means?" the professor turned to look at James.
"Ummm," James thought, "I think it means that either something sad or hurtful will or has happened to you recently."
Lily and James looked at each other and shared worried glances.
"That is correct Mr. Potter!" praised the professor, "5 points to Gryffindor. Do watch out Ms. Evans." She emptied the teacup. "Now let's see what you see James."
James did the necessary proceedings, and then looked into his cup.
He looked over at Lily and smiled. Then at the professor.
"I see two hearts overlapping each other."
"Ah." Sighed Professor Wolfox, "You will have a strong and enduring love with someone, and you and this person will be bonded together in marriage happily." She looked back at James. "But perhaps that is a little too much information for one of your age." She winked and went to look in at another table.
Lily and James looked at each other for a second.
James then leaned over and whispered in Lily's ear, "And why not?" he kissed her on the cheek.
After Divination was lunch.
When James and Lily were walking to lunch, (The others were walking a little behind), Lily was jabbering away.
"Well I guess the day didn't go as bad as I thought. I mean, I know it's not over yet, but I baled out of potions, divination was easy, and after lunch is double charms, which is my best subject. For a bad day today was pretty good."
When they reached the Great Hall, James caught sight of Snape a little behind them. He was going to lag behind and give his ass a little beating, but, no. He walked into the Great hall with his girlfriend.
Little did he know that Sirius did in fact lag behind.
Sirius grinned to himself, then walked by Snape muttering to himself with a note clutched in his hand. "The knot in the Whomping Willow… The knot in the Whomping Willow."
"What are you saying Black?" inquired Snape.
"Nothing!" said Sirius, a little too quickly.
Snape saw the note in Sirius' hand, and grabbed it.
He read the note to himself, and Sirius rushed off. Curiosity killed the cat.
Note:
"Got to remember... 9:00 tonight at the Whomping Willow. Press the knot in the tree trunk."